Frantic Antics at Missy's

This is the third time I have seen Frantic Antics.  The first time, a solo trip, I came home and gave them an outstanding review.  I felt like, at the time, they deserved every word of it.  The next time we saw them, The Wife and I were popping in to Every Buddys Bar where they were playing, during band break of a different band over at the Snout.  That night they weren't sounding so good and kind of disorganized.   …At least during the few songs we were there for.

Van Isaacson plays Heyde Center

I was invited to my first local wedding.  The Wife, herself, was actually in the thing.  A first for her I guess.  "Always a bride, never a bridesmaid… <Sigh>".   But I am thinking being invited is a sign we have become "from here" now.  A happy thing to so be.  After a summer of planning and anticipation, the date was upon us and we were at the Heyde Center.   Something I was impressed by, a music fan who had three acts booked, social time, dinner and the dance.  What I had was the joy of seeing a fresh face.  Behind a guitar or occasional violin, Van Isaacson.   It was a great experience.  

Chippewa Valley Community Chorus spring 2013

I have to admit it was with a feeling of a little bit of obligation that I found myself walking in the door of the Heyde Center for the Arts.  I mean, I don't really go to choir concerts.  Where are the drums? Where are the electric guitars?  But, a couple of friends asked me.  The Wife was involved in getting ready for a boy scout pancake breakfast the next day.  I found myself with a little bit of free time.  So, I figured, why not?

Decadent Cabaret 2013

We had plans for the night.  Lined up via emails over the preceding three weeks it was almost certain to work out.  We were meeting up with some new friends at seven thirty.  A little dinner down the street, with some built in cushion for good conversation.  No problem at all to make it to The House of Rock for the show by 9pm and Left Wing Bourbon on stage.  But when the friends cancelled the night before, I knew we were doomed to be late.  We rolled in to the 2013 Friday night Decadent Cabaret about 9:45. Amazingly this is the 34th year of the Chippewa Valley music festival.  It is a real


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